The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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a good rest of

slumped down onto the kitchen floor and pulled my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my

and another text from Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the text up and saw

me, Coco. I’m playing nice for

There had been several others he sent before that. One of them

look lovely

bad reception and all, but it’d be nice

Coco. I’m

and tell him to back off, but the other saw

that way.

off and clutched it to my chest, steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar, Bruce managed to make me feel disgusted with myself. Wherever he was,

with

to delete the text, there was a harsh knock at my door. The sound alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I had my suspicions that his

out one of the thin skillets. Slowly, I hauled myself up and made my way over to the front door. I took a quick peek through the peep hole, but it wasn’t

the skillet behind me and opened the door, surprising the man on the other side. There was barely any time–to address him and the other

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my porch before being blinded by a bright

takes a few blinks before the man is clear again, this time with a whole crowd of people standing behind him. My

camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under his arm.

‘Evie‘ specifically?” I

to find her, but some guy was generous enough

all those eyes watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and

the grass and blankets strewn about. They had even set up a small campfire where two reporters were roasting marshmallows. I

you camping here?”

news station’s going to get the scoop before we do!” He lifted

serious!” I cried

The man leaned toward me, his camera now trained on my face like. an invasive eye. “Show us that

his face before he could get any closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when

walking around the apartment, trying to find something to do with myself. Any distraction was welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The time eventually came for me to head

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